Xiangguang meets you

Chapter 270

The man's low laughter came from the other end of the phone. The voice from his chest was full of bad jokes, but it was lingering in his ears so sexy that it made people's ears tingle.

She knew he did it on purpose.

Wen Nianbai was lying on the bed, his ears and heart were burning with laughter.

She bit the corner of her lips, squinted her eyes, and suddenly whispered: "I miss you too."

She whispered softly: "I miss your cold eyes, hot lips, I miss your chest, and the warmth of your skin in my palm..."

Listening to her words, Bai Cang's laughter gradually disappeared, but his breathing became a little hot.

"...and your fingers, running through my long hair and all the way down."

Wen Nianbai didn't continue talking, she took a light breath.

On the other end of the phone, she heard the man's breathing completely disordered following her movements, panting and gritting her teeth, "Wen Nianbai...you've learned badly."

She smiled, gentle and sly, her voice was still gentle: "Let me guess what our little Bo Dong is doing, where is your hand that is not holding the phone... Is it uncomfortable, hahahaha."

Dare to tease her, don't you know that boys can't stand teasing more than girls.

Bai Cang narrowed his eyes dangerously, stopped his movements, and said in a low voice: "Dead Rabbit, you'd better pray that I don't go back and catch you so soon."

After finishing speaking, he simply hung up the phone, looked down at his legs, and simply got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Wen Nianbai on the other end of the phone was not angry either, he threw the phone away and went to take a shower.

In such a clean and simple place, it is easy for her to miss his body temperature more and more in the dead of night.

After such a tossing and fighting each other, the sorrow and longing in my heart caused by being far away have faded a lot, as if he is by my side, not far away.

……

Early the next morning, Wen Nianbai and other colleagues continued to have breakfast with deputy county magistrate Li and other accompanying personnel and boarded the car to other schools for left-behind children to make donations.

In addition to work, she also asked Deputy County Magistrate Li about Mr. Tian He's wife.

Deputy county magistrate Li thought for a while and told her: "Yes, there is such a foreign-funded enterprise that has established a charity fund here. To be precise, it was established by the wife of the owner of the enterprise."

"The lady will come back every one or two years. She is from Rongning, but after she passed away a few years ago, the company has never sent anyone to come, but the donations are still sent regularly."

Wen Nianbai nodded when he heard the words: "If there is someone from the charity foundation to receive business, I hope you can do me a favor and let me know. I have something more important, okay?"

Deputy county magistrate Li guessed that it was about business cooperation, and he readily agreed.

"No problem. In fact, contacting companies and attracting investment has always been my scope of work. I am very familiar with that foundation. If anyone comes, they will definitely notify me as soon as possible."

Wen Nianbai was relieved, and then continued to distribute stationery with everyone.

After going to three schools in one day, they finally resettled near another town.

The condition of the hotel here is not as good as the previous one, but it is quite unique, it is a small bamboo house on a stilted building.

There is no air-conditioning, only fans, and mosquito nets are hung, but it is not hot here, and there is always a cool breeze in the bamboo forest, but it is more comfortable than the previous family.

Deputy county magistrate Li saw that it was still early, so he went out for a round, and brought another basket of sugar oranges for the big guy when he came back.

Everyone ate very happily, such fresh and sweet oranges taste very good.

On a trip to the countryside, they also received many local specialties from those who had received donations, which was both embarrassing and touching.

The embarrassing thing is that everyone actually took this trip as a job, and they couldn't help being ashamed in the face of those gratitude and tears.

It can be regarded as a spiritual cleansing.

Wen Nianbai remembered what he said last night, and wiped the orange juice on his hands with a tissue: "Deputy County Magistrate Li, why don't we go for a walk and take a walk in the fields?"

Li deputy county magistrate naturally did not refuse, and led Wen Nianbai and others to the field with a smile.

It is autumn in the rice fields, the mountains and fields are golden yellow, and the farmers are busy in the fields.

It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was not so strong, and the breeze was blowing from the nearby small river. Wen Nianbai felt that his eyes were filled with the beauty of the countryside, and his mood became soothed and calm.

"The paddy fields here can also raise crocodile fish. The taste is quite good, and there is no pollution. The species has been passed down from Guilin. I will take you to try the fish pot tonight."

While speaking, deputy county magistrate Li led them across the field and up a small hillside: "Look, this is the plantation of the sugar oranges I brought to you."

Wen Nianbai looked at the sugar orange trees all over the hillside, dotted with small green and yellow oranges, like a beautiful oil painting.

She sighed softly: "It's so beautiful."

"It's so beautiful. When the price of oranges hurt farmers, I didn't see you people from big cities looking at the beautiful scenery. Do me a favor to prevent the fruit from rotting in the field. I can't get back the fertilizer money." A bit old The voice suddenly sounded from under the orange tree.

Wen Nianbai was taken aback, looked down, and found an old man carrying a hoe squatting behind an orange tree in front of him, he didn't know if he was fertilizing or protecting against pests.

"Old Tiantou, what are you talking about? This is the representative of our company who is here to make charitable donations."

Deputy county magistrate Li obviously knew each other, and he frowned and said to the old man.

The old man stood up carrying the farm tools, rubbed his face with the sweat towel around his neck, glanced at Wen Nianbai and her colleagues, and snorted softly: "Charity, what kind of charity? Let's see what changes it can make for our village."

With that said, he turned his back and went to take care of other fruit trees.

Deputy county magistrate Li froze for a moment, then looked at Wen Nianbai and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm a local fellow. I'm old, so my words may be a bit extreme."

As he said that, he looked at the other people in Purui with bad faces, and quickly added: "Old Tiantou is a big grower of our sugar oranges here, and his technology is very good. He led everyone to grow oranges, which doubled the yield and sweetness. His oranges are always the sweetest, he is also generous, and he is always willing to give them to foreign guests, the fruit we eat is from his orchard."

Li Biaoyan muttered: "That's not a foreign guest, it's a fruit merchant who bought fruit from outside. He doesn't welcome foreign visitors like us."

Wen Nianbai didn't mind, he looked at the stubborn old man for a while, and approached with some amusement: "Old man, since cheap fruit hurts farmers, haven't you thought about planting something else?"

As she spoke, she grabbed the soil with her hands and squeezed it.

The old Tiantou looked at her movements and was a little disdainful: "Whatever you plant, what do you say, the girls from the city just open their mouths and come here."

Wen Nianbai thought for a while: "The cash crops in Guangxi, as well as sugar cane, banana, mango, dragon fruit, etc., are all very good specialties. Yesterday the deputy county magistrate said that only one cash crop should be grown, and natural disasters are easy to grow." It’s all at a loss, so why not grow some other fruits.”

The old farmer took a look at her, and said mockingly, "Then why don't you try growing bananas, dragon fruit, and mango? Climate species don't know anything!"

Wen Nianbai was bullied by him again, and the others were a little upset, but she just said nonchalantly: "Maybe I'm too naive, you don't have to be angry."

Saying that, she got up and left.

The old man grunted and continued to work.

Deputy County Magistrate Li chased after him in embarrassment: "Miss Wen, don't be angry, the old Tiantou has a bad temper, but he is also because he is anxious about the affairs of the village. This year, there is a bumper harvest of sugar oranges, but the prices of the merchants who come to collect the fruits are too low. ,so……."

"I know, I have learned the text "Too much to charge" in middle school." Wen Nianbai nodded and said calmly.

A bumper harvest does not mean a big profit, because with a bumper harvest, merchants don't have to worry about harvesting the fruit, and the price will be kept down.

If fruit farmers are willing to produce fruit at any low price, the price will collapse completely, so many people would rather their fruit rot in the ground.

"How about, let's go to another place." Deputy County Magistrate Li said.

He was afraid of Lao Tiantou's mouth, which could offend people too much.

Wen Nianbai nodded and smiled gently: "Okay."

The few people chatted all the way to the orchard next door. This orchard is much smaller, and an old woman surnamed Wang is taking care of the garden.

Grandma Wang's granddaughter happened to be studying in the school that Wen Nianbai and the others had donated to, and when she heard that the donation representative was led by the deputy county magistrate to visit, she welcomed them one by one "benefactors" excitedly.

Wen Nianbai and his group followed Granny Wang to wander around her yard.

Granny Wang's enthusiasm made Purui and his party's ugly faces much better after being angry at the old field.

Wen Nianbai squatted down and chatted with her for a long time, then grabbed some soil to have a look, and asked some questions carefully by the way.

Seeing the sunset on the west mountain, the afterglow dyed the mountains a beautiful golden yellow, Grandma Wang insisted on inviting them to sit at home.

Grandma Wang was married from Lingui, so she still knows how to make camellia, and insists on serving camellia to her "benefactors".

Wen Nianbai knew that this was one of Guangxi's specialties, and it was specially used to entertain guests, so he thanked everyone with a smile.

After a while, the fragrant oil tea came up.

Camellia oleifera is a traditional hospitality food of the Yao and Dong nationalities, and it is often seen in the hospitality of ethnic minorities in Southwest China.

The main method is generally made with fried glutinous rice, fried peanuts or soaked soybeans, corn, fried rice and new tea.

Most of the other people in the team are from the north, they have never eaten it, and some are not used to it, they think the taste is a bit strange, but Wen Nianbai is quite used to it.

Seeing the seven-year-old girl in her mother-in-law's house serving tea carefully with her little hands and smiling sweetly, she felt her heart melt.

She couldn't help asking, "Grandma, have you ever thought about growing some dragon fruit in the orange orchard?"

Grandma Wang was taken aback, and smiled: "I know, someone from the next village used to contract the mountain fruit, but it was a bit troublesome to take care of it, and we are close to Vietnam in Guangxi, and the dragon fruit there is very cheap and can't be sold at a high price. , my wife won’t worry about that anymore.”

Wen Nianbai's eyes lit up: "Someone in the next village has grown dragon fruit? How dare you..."

Seeing that Wen Nianbai did not give up, Deputy County Mayor Li said straightforwardly: "After the establishment of the ASEAN Free Trade Zone, the import of fruits from several nearby countries has been exempted from tariffs, so Vietnamese dragon fruits are imported in large quantities, and the price is cheap, and not only Vietnam, We also have many dragon fruit planting bases here in Guangxi. Although the price is higher than that of Shatangju, the output is lower than that of Shatangju, so it is not impossible to sell it at a good price."

Wen Nianbai smiled and shook his head: "No, I'm not talking about ordinary dragon fruit."

(End of this chapter)